Guest: You don't think I smoke too much reefer every time I come here, do I?
Host: Well...
Guest: Do I?
Host: Do you want a sandwich?
Guest: Honestly... Do I? (Guest thinks for a bit.
He picks up a rubber baseball bat, pounds the guest furiously with it) You son-of-a-blubbering, pot pinching, Mary Jane bud guzzling, sensimillial sneaking thief... (He stops the beating, quick smile). If it was a problem... I'd let you know.
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